Wednesday, November 20, 2013

“Love Me Tonight” is included the newest AmberPax Collection from Amber
Allure, “No Tell Motel.” My contribution to the Pax is a tasty little story
about a secret assignation at a seedy little motel. Here’s a little bit about this
steamy story.

At Hotel Draysden, management fraternizing with staff is a no-no. Casper
Rosabella knows the rules, but he also believes that sometimes rules were meant
to be broken. Sometimes it was worth taking a risk, especially when the man
Casper craves is as hot as Lando Madrid.

Eye contact leads to a need to experience more, and through phone calls and
texting, the men start to learn about each other. But then the lines blur when
Casper and Lando make arrangements to meet for one night of unfettered sex in a
seedy motel room, when taboo passions will culminate between two men who work at
the same place, but certainly shouldn’t play together.

With secrets shared and desires revealed, the men are drawn deeper into a
burning need to know more about each other. But considering their situation,
could the relationship become something other than just a one-night stand?

Excerpt:

"You decided to come," Casper said.

Stepping farther into the room, the door slamming shut behind him, Lando
efficiently blocked out the rest of the world. And now, at last, it was just the
two of them. Lando smelled of fine, clean things. Casper inhaled sharply. Musk,
maybe some vanilla, earthy sandalwood perhaps. The mix of scents was
intoxicating. Lando gave Casper the shadow of a smile as his gaze rode over him
assessingly.

"Your invitation intrigued me."

"Do you get a lot of propositions like this?" Casper couldn't help asking
the question.

Lando shrugged. "In my position, I get a few. Usually from women. It took a
lot of guts to approach me the way you did. I admire that in a man. But are you
certain you know what you're asking for?"

"I've asked around. Discreetly, of course. As far as I can tell no rumors
of rudeness or disrespect or otherwise. Most of the people I spoke with have the
greatest respect for you, at all levels, and that's not easy to do. I've been
watching you for the last year."

"Watching me?" Lando asked a little sharply.

"Not the way you think. We can't help but stumble across each other on
occasion, you know. But it wasn't until I saw you in the Cascade Bar that I
thought maybe... Well, until then, I didn't know you were gay, so all I allowed
myself to do was... Well, enjoy the view so to speak. But when I saw you in the
bar, then I knew. You keep your private life very close, don't you?"

"I guard my personal life. It's nobody's business." He shrugged. "What I
like, who I like, and how I like it is my business. No one else's. And I expect
my privacy to remain that way."

"Yet, you're here. Do you trust me to keep your secrets?"

Lando circled the room. He studied the candles, the new sheets on the bed,
then he turned back to Casper. "I don't know yet. But I've asked around about
you, too."

"We don't travel in the same circles."

"No, we don't. I'd bet we grew up differently as well. I'll bet you went to
private schools and expensive universities. I went to public school and just
barely stayed out of the gangs. But, when it comes down to it, in a place like
this, we level the playing field, sí?

Casper licked his lips. He was so ready for the games to begin. "But I bet
we have similar dreams, similar fantasies. Or we wouldn't be here, would we?"
Casper paused. Lando remained silent. "No promises," Casper finally said.

"None," Lando agreed. "No strings attached."

"No strings," Casper echoed.

Casper took several steps toward Lando. Casper's cock was already hard. He
reached out, but, like a striking viper, Lando grabbed his wrist and stopped
Casper from touching him. The grip was not so punishing, but Lando certainly
made Casper aware of who had the control. "Have you done this before?" Lando
asked.

"No. Not in a long time," Casper responded, not fighting the firm grip on
his wrist.

Lando glanced at the bed. "You did as I requested."

"Yes. Do you like them?"

Lando released Casper's wrist and walked over to the bed. He ran his hands
across the sheets. "Very nice." He checked the corners on the bed. "I am
impressed. Perfect corners. I wouldn't have expected a man like you to make your
own bed so well."

"I possess a certain skill. My father was in the military and he was a bit
of a taskmaster about certain things. If the corners weren't right, he had a
habit of ripping all the bedding off and making me do it again. Maybe you don't
know as much about me as you think you do."

"He sounds harsh," Lando said. "Any brothers or sisters?"

"No. Just me." He hesitated for just a fraction of a second. "I had a
younger brother, but he died when he was two. A blood disease. My mother
wouldn't agree to more children after that." Another one of those silences.
Lando stared off toward the curtained window. "And you?" Casper asked in order
to fill the void.

"Five sisters, one brother."

"Where do you fit in the line-up? I always wanted to be part of a large
family."

"It's not as much fun as you might think. Especially when you know you're
different. You learn to keep certain things to yourself. I was the oldest, my
brother was the youngest, with the girls in the middle. Like bookends who have
to shore up the middle."

"Do your parents live in Seattle?" Casper asked.

"No." That was it. Lando turned back to face him. Again, that blue-eyed
look that scanned Casper from head to foot. And then his gaze fastened on
Casper's crotch. He sat on the side of the bed.

"Pull off my boots. I want to get comfortable. And then I want you to strip
for me. And then once you're bare, I want you to bring me a glass of wine. And
when you bring it to me, I want you to kneel in front of me. Think you can
handle that?"

Casper's pulse quickened. "Y-yes. I can do that." Just by the list of
demands Lando had texted him, Casper had developed a sense of Lando's likes, as
well as his desire for dominance. Casper might have called a halt to this
dalliance right then and there, but he hadn't. In fact, the whole thing had
excited him.

Now about that contest...

Keeping in mind that a red car isn’t always simply a
red car that looks pretty on the cover, today at the AmberPax blog I'm blogging
about what's under the hood, discussing my latest release, "Love Me Tonight,"
from Amber Allure, and digging deep inside not just the characters, not just
locations, but objects and symbolism as well. Stop by and comment, be entered to
win a copy of the AmberPax Collection, "No Tell Motel," which includes 5 stories
written by 5 different authors: Vivien Dean, Heidi Champa, L.A. Witt, Rick R.
Reed...and me. http://amberpax.blogspot.com/2013/11/its-whats-under-hood-that-countsby.html.

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About Me

The first defining love story I read was back in junior high school. It was "Wuthering Heights" by Emily Bronte, and that set me on the road to my long standing love affair with the romance genre. My inspiration in writing often can be found by listening to song lyrics and reading poetry by such poets as Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Edgar Allen Poe, and Ranier Maria Rilke.
Considering the fact my published works include not only contemporary erotic romance, but delves also into the worlds of science fiction, fantasy, historical and paranormal, obviously I find inspiration for writing without boundaries.
I freely admit I am a romantic by nature and adding sensual heat to romance with a twist of dark suspense is my moto.